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Alcohol bubbles into her stomach as her head was hammering with a headache. Everything was pitch black, and the eighteen year old girl couldn't pull herself up out of wherever she laid. Kami, did her head fucking hurt. Everything fucking hurt. She couldn't even remember the day before yesterday, adding to the fact that she could hear birds chirping and feel the sun's warmth on her body.

Ignoring the gurgling of the alcohol in her stomach, Caulifla sat up and growls soon afterward, the pain following her as she sits up. A warm hand held onto her head as the other grips the bed sheets.

"About time you woke up," a gruff voice declares, Caulifla turning her eyes to the direction of the voice, seeing her shirtless boyfriend standing at the doorway with just a pair of black baggy pants. He looked real good right now, and she blushed. If she was having the worst hangover right now, then they must've fucked last night. He seems to notice the blush on her face as he smirks. "Are you trying to remember the wild night we shared?"

The black spiky haired girl then looks down at herself, a big loose back shirt drapes down over her body as she could only feel her panties and bra on her. She then turns to look over at her boyfriend again, his smirk still kept on his lips. "Are you sure we had sex last night, because I don't remember." She moaned out in pain, stumbling herself out of bed. Her much older boyfriend was now at the bed, prepared to scoop her out of bed in case she stumbled and tripped. "Vegeta quit it, I'm not that hungover."

Vegeta cackles, proceeding to scoop her up in his arms anyway as he carries her out of their bedroom. "And nah, we didn't fuck last night. I wouldn't dare take advantage of you, no matter how much you flaunt that body of yours to me." He answers, setting her down their wine colored sofa as she groans, tossing her head back on the sofa's softness. She hates everything right now and it didn't help that she was in pain.

Vegeta stares at her from being at the counter, opening up a bottle of aspirin and taking a bottle water for her. He's quick to give them to her as she murmurs a thank you, proceeding to slide the pill in her mouth and wash it down with the water. "Did Tarble come home too?" She tightens up the cap on her water and sets it down on the coffee table.

"Nah," Vegeta says as he walks over to her and sets down a plate of breakfast food in front of her. "I thought he was with you when I got to that damn night club, but Cabba and Kale told me he left with some chick." He shooks his head as he laughs. "Sounds like my brother is going to wake up in some random ass bed."

Caulifla begins to fork down the breakfast and nods, Vegeta inching himself closer to her as he throws an arm around her shoulder. "But don't worry about him, I shot a text to him just about an hour ago." He assures her.

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It was almost a day, and Tarble hadn't messaged back or answered the calls that Vegeta, Caulifla and his father attempted to do. The news spread amongst the friend group like wildfire as Cabba and Kale tried their hardest to remember the girl he left with.

Neither Vegeta nor Caulifla could sit still on the couch, as fierce knocking was heard at the door. The couple exchange glances as they then get up on their feet and rush to the door, maybe it was Tarble!

Their faces of relief then transform to that of shock and confusion as two police officers clad in navy stood at the door.

"We're here to retrieve a suspect, Caulifla Sadala. There's been a warrant out for her arrest." One declares, staring at her with her icy blue eyes.

"What!" Vegeta nearly shouts as he defensively pushes Caulifla behind him, his girl was now frozen in place. "She didn't even do shit, you can't just barge in without explanation."

The other one who looked like a male version of the female cop stepped forward, brushing strands back of his hair. "Actually, we have arrested three other persons that could've posssibly committed the crime. Your girl is a possible threat and killer."

"Killer?!" Caulifla blurted as she shook her head, attempting to approach the cops who dared accused her of such bullshit. Vegeta however, continued to hold her back. "I wouldn't dare murder an innocent life! Who the hell would I supposedly kill?!"

The blonde female then proceeded to pull out a photo from her bag as she showed it to the couple. Both their jaws drop as endless emotions raged deep inside. "The victim was seventeen year old Tarble, his body was found in an abandoned warehouse not too far from the night club that you accompanied him to. Now don't make this harder than this needs to be." Her voice was firm, and sounded almost angry.

"No! Bullshit! You're fucking with me! You can't just waltz in here and say you want to arrest my girlfriend and then blame her for killing my brother! You should've told us first that my brother was murdered you fucking assholes!" Vegeta was now screaming at this point, Caulifla was behind him, tears daring to escape as she shook her head. Not Tarble! Tarble couldn't possibly be dead!

"Look, sir. We need you to calm down, you can mourn for your brother all you want but we need Caulifla. No ands ifs or buts. The chief of police is a very impatient man and he wants all possible suspects now." He declares, rummaging through his belt to pull out a pair of handcuffs. "We won't hesitate to arrest you either, Vegeta."

Vegeta fiercely held Caulifla in his hold. There was no way he was going to leave her with a bunch of corrupt cops who believed they could do whatever the hell they want. "Then fucking do it, I'll make sure my lawyer gets involved with this bullshit."

Caulifla said no words, but continued to cry in Vegeta's arms.

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Being stuck in a jail cell with Cabba, Kale, Frost and Vegeta was never something that crossed her mind. Her friends were equally shocked as her that they were being arrested too for the murder of their beloved friend. Vegeta didn't speak much to any of them minus Caulifla. They all swore to Vegeta that they would never do that, but Vegeta ignored them. He only held Caulifla in his arms a good majority of the time and slept on the musty mattress with her.

It wasn't until the four suspects were pulled away did Vegeta throw a fit again. He didn't want to be separated from Caulifla, but there was no point in taking him if he wasn't a suspect, according to the police.

Their court date was apparently today, unexpected and out of nowhere. Footage was being played, evidence was brought in, but something Caulifla didn't expect was to see herself murdering her best friend.

Out of all her friends, only she was arrested for a crime she didn't commit. Even Vegeta's father fought with the evidence on his son's phone, but it was already too late.

Caulifla was going to prison.

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The twin cops escorted her in their car as Caulifla bit down her lip. Prison. Not just jail, fucking prison! Being strapped to her seat with cuffs squeezing her wrists made her uncomfortable and cranky. For five minutes she yelled her head off about how she didn't do it, but in the end it was hopeless. They weren't listening to her anyway.

Standing in the room with her current clothes on, which consisted of a black tank top, a checkered red and black flannel and a green jacket over her, black tights and a dark blue skirt. When the hell was she going to be put in the rags of the prisoners anyway? They wore deep burgundy prison clothes, a mere number on their chest. It's not like she wanted to wear that, but she's been here for an hour, and yet no clothes change.

"Welcome, new inmate." Greets a rather tall man with matching golden earrings with purple orbs. His eyes were a deep dark purple, and were nearly hypnotizing. "I an Vegito Black, the general prison guard of Black Star Potara Prison. I welcome all new inmates . . ." He takes a longer look at her that made Caulifla feel uncomfortable. If she wasn't in prison, she would've told him off, but she didn't want the risk of possibly getting hurt by this creep. "Now then, everyone line up!" He roars towards the rest of the guards as they line up in a row of two. Each guard stood, saluting the man who stood behind Caulifla.

She dared not turn around to look, but could feel his presence on her back. She tries her hardest to remain absolutely still, and stares at Vegito Black who looks down at her too. Swallowing ever so slowly, the man that was standing behind her circled around until he was standing in front of her. Vegito Black had inched away as the new person who entered the room stood right in front of her. "Everyone! Back to your stations and duties!" Vegito Black tells the other prison guards as the others shout something before disappearing, leaving Caulifla alone with this man.

Caulifla dared not look in his direction, but stares down at his black shiny shoes. She hoped that this man wasn't handsome like Vegito Black, and was just generic and basic just like the rest of the guards. "Hello, new inmate." His dark rusty voice drags out as he eyes her up and down, admiring her clothing style. Too bad she would be reduced to red rags. "Look at me."

Caulifla could feel her heart pounding in her ribcage as she slowly looks up, standing up straight now. She had no where to run or hide, how could she?

"My name is Goku Black, and I am the chief prison guard here at Black Star Potara Prison. From this day forth you are my top priority and only mine to punish and keep in check. Throughout the duration of your sentence, you will obey to me. Atone for your sins, mortal girl." Goku Black says darkly. His obsidian orbs were two black holes, daring to drag Caulifla inside of them. His wicked waves of hair were kept under his cap, the crest of the prison rested on the surface of it. Caulifla's eyes wander around his guard uniform with silver adorning it, which differed heavily from the vast majority of the prison guards, minus Vegito Black.

Caulifla snaps out of her trance as she then shouts at Goku Black upon instinct. "Wait! I sure as hell didn't kill my friend Tarble! I saw him alive and well before I left the club!" She shrieks, earning a glare from the surprisingly handsome Goku Black.

"You lost your court case, prisoner and any chance of proving your innocence. Now, come with me. We are getting you out of those clothes." He grabbed her arm with no hesitation and began to storm out of this office.

Guess it was time for Caulifla to wear those rags now. She bit down her lip in order to refrain from screaming her head off at Goku Black any further, not wanting to provoke him. After walking through hallways that all just looked the same to her, they finally reached a white walled room with a hospital bed. A white closet is in the corner as drawers are firmly placed against the left side of the room. Caulifla couldn't help but rub her nose at the strong smell of sanitizer in this room.

Goku Black points at the hospital bed in the corner with his snow white glove, Caulifla too couldn't help but stare at the small patterns on it. "Strip down completely, every inmate must go through check ups, wouldn't want you hiding anything in there."

Caulifla blushes, frowning at him as she folds her arms. "You're kidding right? You said I would just have to change, that's all. There's no way I'm letting you see me naked!"

Goku Black approaches her, fingers zip down the coat as he tore it off of her with force. "Either you do it now, or I will strip you down and punish you. What will it be, mortal!" He hisses at her as Caulifla quickly backs up against the bed, his rage newfound and different from the stoic and mystery that he conveyed casually.

"Fine, fine!" She bit back, furiously tearing off every piece of clothing and throwing it on the floor. She was left with nothing on. Her nipples started to become erect due to the coldness as she places one hand over what laid between her legs and an arm around her breasts.

Goku Black smirks at her as he clicks his tongue. "Now get on the bed, it's time for your inspection. Spread your legs, too."

Caulifla whines lowly, as if this whole situation wasn't embarrassing enough. With shaky legs, she manages to get on the bed, the crumpling of the sheet beneath her is audible with her movements. Laying down, she squeezes her eyes shut as she slowly spreads her legs, the cool air hitting her clit and everything around. She could feel his eyes on her as his boots click over him edging closer; he then proceeds to take off his right glove and place it to the side. He stares down what laid between her legs and brushes a finger up against her clit, rubbing it delicately as Caulifla's eyes shoot open.

What the hell does this guy think he's doing?! Caulifla begins to squirm as she squeaks, "What kind of check up is this?!"

"It's more of an examination, we've had cases where . . ." A finger prods into her entrance as Caulifla gasps, wincing as she grips the edges of the bed. She's never experienced someone else touching her in such a sexual way aside from her boyfriend Vegeta. "People hid drugs or weapons inside of them." Goku Black quickens the pace, rubbing at her clit with another finger as Caulifla trembles, biting down her lip.

Shit. Why was she getting off to this?! And who the hell shoves drugs up their ass anyway? Both his fingers massage her quicker as Caulifla couldn't help but cry out in pleasure, Goku Black chuckling out in amusement. "You dirty little prisoner, this is simply an examination and you're enjoying it?"

Caulifla forced herself to say nothing, biting down her lip to stop her moans. His other hand begins to massage a breast and then pinch her nipple, intensifying the orgasm much more. Goku Black watches as she unravels beneath him and cums onto his fingers.

He examines them before washing his hands, then going over to the closet to fish out the uniform she was to wear. Caulifla just laid in bed and catches her breath, sitting up slowly. A towel lands on her as she turns to look at the prison guard. "Here, wipe yourself down," he places the new clothes on a stool as he then stood near the door. "And put on the uniform afterward. I'm going to take you to your room."

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The walk to her so called room was much longer than the previous walks she experienced in the prison. The air was different and it was dark in her room. Only one light bulb lit up the room, but Caulifla turned it off anyway. She sat on the bed as she hugged her legs. Now that she really was here and somewhere where it wasn't her apartment bedroom with Vegeta, reality really hit. She could no longer prove she didn't kill Tarble, and most likely Vegeta was going to move on from her, give her belongings to her mother, and proceed to move out of the apartment because there were too many memories for him.

And that much made Caulifla cry.

She tries to silence them as much as possible, for fear that the jerk would come back and berate her for sobbing. Maybe even punish her for doing such a humanly thing.

Caulifla sinks into the mattress, about to let herself fall asleep until she hears her metal door creak loudly, quickly forcing herself to sit up. No matter how much blood quickly rushes up her head. It was Goku Black, a frown placed on his lips rather than the neutral one he always carried.

"You've got a visitor, mortal." He beckons her out, as Caulifla quickly gets up and nods, proceeding to follow him out to wherever the visitations were held. As a door was opened and Goku Black slid himself in to stand in the room, Caulifla stares at the chair and then at the glass between her room and the one where a person could visit.

Her jaw drops at the sight of those familiar eyes now soft and sad and Vegeta's hair now being unkempt. He wore beige colored pants with a black t-shirt and a button down blue dress shirt. He looked good, way good.

"V-Vegeta?!" She then proceeds to run up to the glass, pressing fingers against it. Vegeta was quick to grab the phone provided for him as Caulifla follows along, putting hers to her ear. "Vegeta! Oh Kami! I miss you so damn much! I can't believe you actually came to visit me . . . I wouldn't believe you would have after—"

"Stop it, Caulifla!" He then pauses, shaking his head. "I've watched the tapes over and over again, went through Tarble's phone and yours, and no matter what these fuckers say about you, I don't believe them! You are stuck in here being wrongfully accused of murdering my brother! I love you, and will spend every last zeni getting you out!"

Tears well up in Caulifla's eyes as she begins to wipe them away, but it was too late. Vegeta was already crying.  "Vegeta! I'll be waiting for the day I'm released and get to be with you again! I love you too! It's my first day being here, and I'm already in hell not being with you."

Vegeta presses a hand against the glass as Caulifla places hers on top of what would be his. She tries using her imagination to actually feel it.

Goku Black stood a few feet behind her, hearing her sobs for Vegeta. His eyes then linger toward Vegeta, whose eyes still held so much love for this prisoner. This prisoner that would now become Goku Black's and Goku Black's alone.

"Just try and stick it out now, Caulifla. These fuckers will pay for what they've done to my girl. I'll be visiting you every day, alright?" Vegeta grips the phone tighter as his eyes darken with seriousness. "You're mine, Caulifla."

And before Caulifla could say another word, their interaction was cut. Her eyes widened as she began to tap at the glass repeatedly. Vegeta too, realized their call was cut short as he whipped his head around, staring at the prison guards standing in place. Judging by the way he stood and waved his arms, he was complaining.

"Wha-What happened?!" Caulifla gasps, feeling a pair of arms grab her by the waist and flip her around. Vegeta watches this as well, once he realized his girl was being held from the corner of his eye. The man with light brown skin then proceeds to stare at Vegeta with a widened grin, then forcefully pulling Caulifla's face close by the chin. Vegeta now began slamming fists repeatedly on the glass, though neither guards went to stop him. Perhaps they knew what Goku Black wanted.

Before Caulifla could fight him or interpret his next move, Goku Black gives Caulifla a deep sexual kiss involving his tongue to push inside of her mouth. He made it a whole show of doing so, one arm around her waist, the other around her back.

Caulifla's eyes widen as her arms wriggle from where they were. Vegeta was watching for fuck's sake! His slamming became louder as two guards proceeded to grab him and pull him back. Goku Black breaks the kiss once he noticed that ordeal and he smirks big at Vegeta triumphantly, watching the poor fool being dragged out. Caulifla watches this as well, but anger swells up inside of her. Without thought of what could be the outcome of what she was going to do, she storms over at Goku Black and gets on her tiptoes, slapping the horrible prison guard across his face. "You fucker! That was my boyfriend!" She pushes her luck by throwing a fist at his face. He quickly catches it and yanks her up over his shoulder.

"I think you've crossed the line quite enough." He growls darkly, kicking the door open to let them out of the room.

"Like you didn't cross the line kissing me in front of my boyfriend!" Caulifla shrieks. She punches at his back angrily, kicking her legs as well. "Put me down, now!"

She earns a spank on her ass as she squeaks, then being dragged into her room and thrown down her mattress. She attempts to get off the bed but Goku Black practically lunges at her dragging her by the legs and throws her down over his legs as he sat comfortably on her bed. He grins down evilly as he begins to forcefully pull down her pants, revealing a pair of panties to him. He knew she wasn't that stupid to stuff anything in her panties, not that she met the other inmates already. He peels off the panties and slides them down so they could bunch up with her pants. Her ass was now exposed as Caulifla tries to claw away at the mattress, panicking and being radish red with embarrassment with the fact that this fucking psycho prison guard was staring at her ass.

First, was the so called bullshit examination where he rubbed her clit and fingered her. Next, he kissed her in front of Vegeta, and if there wasn't a glass between them, Vegeta would've started beating the shit out of Goku Black. And now, it's this. Whatever the hell this was. Only two things crossed her mind of what he was possibly going to do. He was either going to finger her ass, or he was going to spank her. She really hoped it was the second one.

"You've got guts, girl. Slapping a prison guard across the face, and then trying to punch him in the face too!" He chuckles darkly, raising a hand up, he then lands it down with a slap across her ass. Caulifla's body jumps in response to the spank. "You should know your place by now, but I guess I didn't warn you enough." He raises his hand and strikes her ass again, harder. Caulifla's nails dig into the bed sheets as she whimpers. "You are mine and mine only, to do as I please now. Not even Vegeta will ever have that luxury anymore." Another round of spanks, and Caulifla couldn't keep up with counting anymore, as she whines out in pain. Goku Black then pulls her clothes back on and lifts her up off of him and settles down the bed.

He moves away, and Caulifla sighs in relief, thinking it's finally over. She closes her eyes, laying down her bed. She’s snapped back into the hell she’s thrusted into when she hears a loud vibration buzzing in her room. Sitting up, she gasps at the sight of Goku Black holding a red vibrating bullet in his hand. “It has seven different levels,” he explains, smirking as he moves closer to her down the bed. She looks back at him with horror as he chuckles at her facial expression. “What? You think your punishment would simply stop at the spanking?”

"You monster . . ." She trembles from sitting up against the wall.

"Pull your pants and underwear off, that's an order. You wouldn't want to know what I'd do to you right now if you refused." He begins to discard his other glove, tossing it to land on her little table to the side. He waves the bullet vibrator in front of her and grins darkly. "Come on now, it'll all be over soon."

Caulifla bit down her lip. It's true, she didn't want to know what the hell this prison guard would do to her, and she proceeded to pull off her lower clothing and throw them on the ground, leaving her lower half of her body exposed. But it's not like she should care anymore. Goku Black has already seen Caulifla naked. Every inch of her.

Goku Black grabs one of Caulifla's legs and drags her down on the bed and bends her knees upward, leaving her wide open for him to see. Caulifla pants, clutching her chest as she couldn't believe moments after seeing Vegeta again that this was happening. Her poor beloved Vegeta, the one she grew up loving after being childhood friends with Tarble, then proceeding to date him during high school and then moving in with him after graduation. All of that was ruined and she couldn't do anything to fix the disaster that has now become her way of living.

"Let's see how fast you cum this time." He pushes the black button to the bullet vibrator and brings it down to her clit. A chill travels down Caulifla's spine as her legs begin to shake. "It's on the first level." He rubs it against her clit sideways, the vibration the loudest thing in the room.

It wasn't strong enough for Caulifla, but she squeezes her eyes shut. Trying to imagine this was Vegeta doing this to her was futile. Goku Black had a completely different aura to him.

Goku Black scowls at her keeping her eyes shut and presses the button again, allowing the bullet to get a stronger level.

"Ah!!" Caulifla gasps, her eyelids fluttering open now as she continues to cling to her shirt. She is greeted with a smirking prison guard, who leans down and begins to unbutton her shirt down to her stomach, pushing the fabric open to reveal her breasts to him. He grabs one of her breasts and massages it, rubbing her clit faster with the vibrating bullet as Caulifla clasps her hands over her mouth.

"What a dirty prisoner, enjoying what I'm doing to you. I bet you're body is begging for more." His forefinger and thumb coil around her nipple and squeeze it, rubbing it as he earns a moan from his prisoner. "Look at you! Wriggling around your pathetic excuse for a bed!" He cackles as he stops massaging her breast, lowering his face down toward the other and pries open his mouth. His tongue licks up and down her nipple, then sucking on her breast as he lowers the vibrator down at her entrance.

"Ah-Ahh!" She gasps, feeling him turn the level up and begin to hit the walls inside of her with the bullet. At the sound of her cries, Goku Black sucks on her breast faster, rubbing a finger around her clit to push her further into a climax. Caulifla trembles, feeling every stimulation boiling through her body as she grips the sheets, cumming down on the vibrator as Goku Black grins, pulling away to stare at the damage.

He removes himself from the bed, hearing her catch her breath as he looks through the small closet in the corner of her room and pulls it out, throwing it at her. "Clean yourself. Dinner is in four hours."

Caulifla says nothing, watching him grab the vibrator and rub it clean with a wipe. He shoots her one last glance, the prisoner drenched in sweat as he then leaves her alone.

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Thanks to exhaustion from being put through that, Caulifla had fallen asleep. She didn't dream, it was mostly a red mist in place of a black void. Tossing and turning, she finally was brought back to her horrible reality when her metal door was knocked on.

"Hey! Caulifla, get up!" says a voice as Caulifla knew it couldn't be Goku Black. Never in a million years would he even say her name. Groggily, she rubs her eyes and gets out of bed, relieved that it was Vegito. He opens the door for her and beckons her out. As she walks behind him, he clears his throat to catch her attention, in case she was dazing off. "Role call is always at nine in the morning, that means you have to be out here presently." He turns until she got the hint that he wanted her to walk beside him. "For now you don't have a job yet to do around the prison, but I will be making you my secretary for the time being. My real secretary had some vacation days she had to use." He explains, Caulifla now confused as hell as to why he was enlightening her.

The most experience she got from the behaviors of a prison guard was Goku Black and that guy was an asshole.

He continues to guide her to that cafeteria, placing a hand on her shoulder. "Should any other inmates or prison guards bother you, don't hesitate to let me know. I'm the one in charge of everyone, so I won't hesitate to put someone in their place if they disturb my first and only female prisoner." He presses the door open as he allows Caulifla to get in line for food. He squeezes her shoulder for a few moments before pulling away from her. "I'll see you soon." And with that, Vegito Black disappears back into the endless hallways.

Caulifla blinks, her eyes staring at her tray she has just grabbed from the stack of them. Did he really say what she thinks he said? His first and only female prisoner?! What the hell kind of prison was this? She pretended that the horrifying fact that she had just been told didn't bother her, but proceeded to allow the lunch ladies pile areas of her tray up high.

After that was said and done and she grabbed a carton of milk, she is guided by a random prison guard to go sit at the tables. A good handful of the prisoners in red rags were now wolf whistling and calling her names. Caulifla stood tall and brave, not making eye contact with any of them. Most of them were calling her sexual names along with asking her to sit with them.

Finally, she found herself a table in the right corner, empty of any prisoners. Probably on purpose, because there were three prison guards lined up on the wall. If she had stared them in the eye, no doubt their eyes would flicker back and forth from Caulifla to the table. She took the initiative and sat down, staring at the rubber piece of chicken, flavorless asparagus that were probably sitting in the back of a freezer, a glob of mash potatoes (Kami, she hated mash potatoes) and a cup full of cherry jello.

She continued to eat, feeling the eyes of many inmates staring at her as if she was just some piece of meat to beat.

In a flash, dinner was over, and it wasn't the most delicious thing on the planet. Thankfully, she didn't see Goku Black. Where the hell was that bastard anyway? Caulifla shouldn't even be thinking about that prick, she should be relieved he was gone.

Caulifla and a few other inmates were left in charge with cleaning up the cafeteria. A blue haired young man was left in charge of mopping, a short green man was left with sweeping, a tall muscly man with short spikes of orange hair was left with taking out the trash. Caulifla kept to herself as she wipes down the tables, wiping around the edges with the wet rags provided to her.

She moves on to the next table as she hears a sleazy chuckle radiate behind her. "Just ignore his perverted ass, Caulifla. You don't want to draw attention to yourself, what if it's just you and these fuckers?" She warned herself, as she then moves on to the next table.

"You're really pretty," he finally says, then proceeding to chuckle like a maniac again. "I'm surprised they finally let a cute little girl like you in this prison." He stares down at the small delectable and very fragile girl. He announces this pretty loud as it draws attention from the rest of the cleaning crew.

Caulifla made it known that this lousy guy was bothering her. Begrudgingly, she moved on to the next table, wiping it down. He still followed her as he puts his hand down on hers, causing her cringe. "My name's Recoome. You're new, and don't know anybody toots, so you're safe with me." When Recoome saw Caulifla was trying to avoid him, he blocked her off with his legs.

"Hey, ass! Get away from me, we both got cleaning to do! I don't wanna be here any longer than you do!" She declares, Recoome backing off, but he still went on in a fit of laughter. "Hey, Guldo! Why don't you come over here and meet the little lady? I knew she was a cutie!"

Caulifla tries moving again, but Recoome had purposely kept a hold on her arm, Caulifla's eyes wandering around, debating if she should punch this asshole. Chances were, there were cameras, and prison guards were watching. Or two. He was in a corner watching, waiting until she did something that was considered punishable.

The short green man had waddled his way over to where Recoome and Caulifla currently stood and looked up and down at Caulifla with his perverted glinted eyes. "Say! You were right, Recoome! She is cute! Super cute!" Recoome begins to tug at her clothes. "No one's around now, let's have our way with her!"

Caulifla's eyes widen as she didn't want to be raped by these nasty fuckers! Quick now, since she didn't give a crap, she attempted to punch and kick at both of them, hearing a big rip from one of her clothing pieces come undone. Their laughter growing louder as Caulifla attempts to get away from their grasp.

"Hey, Recoome!" Guldo shouts, poking Caulifla at her underwear, and it was then she knew it was her pants that ripped. "She's not wet for us! Why don'tcha make her wet for us!"

Recoome takes a look down at Guldo, nodding in agreement as he then stares at the tub of soapy water. He picks it up with his free hand and proceeds to dip the tub over Caulifla's body causing her to screech.

"Hey, both of you! Why don't you stop harassing her?" A third voice, purposely louder to draw any attention from prison guards that walked by says. "She's trying to finish her job just like the rest of us!" He then storms up closer and takes a swift mean kick at what was between Recoome's legs and then punching Guldo in the face.

Caulifla moves herself away from the pair and quickly turns to look around, hoping a prison guard heard.

"What the hell you doing butting your head in our business, Trunks! You know, you can join too!" Guldo then throws his own punches at Trunks, getting in an awkward fist fight as this left Caulifla open for Recoome. As Recoome was recuperating from the blow, Caulifla attempts to flee, slipping and sliding as she could hear him come close. Caulifla had no choice but scream.

By some fucked up miracle, a couple prison guards storm in, the two of them breaking up the fight that formed between Guldo and Trunks. Two more rush in and grab Recoome from where he stood as Caulifla then quickly shouts at the prison guard that was grabbing Trunks, "W-Wait! Don't punish Trunks! He was trying to stop them from hurting me!" Caulifla quickly gets up, not caring that she was in tatters as she then proceeds to rush up, only to be grabbed by a pair of all too familiar strong arms.

She dares not look at him as she begins to kick and try to grab anything to get a grip on. "Let me go, bastard!"

Trunks stares at her as he shook his head and forced a smile. "I'll be fine!" He is then dragged away alongside Recoome and Guldo as Caulifla huffs in frustration.

Grabbing a fistful of her clothes, Goku Black clicks his tongue. "Look at you, all wet." His eyes linger over toward the two idiots that dared lay a finger on her, and Trunks the brave one who attempted to save her. He's got guts, trying to take on Recoome and Guldo at the same time.

Caulifla shivers, being wet had finally kicked in. "It's not my fault, just check your shitty cameras!" She spun around to face him, and immediately his eyes went south. Someone had intentions to have her, and he didn't like it. Regardless if this was just some random prisoner that was now his play thing to punish, just the thought of someone else having their way with her made his blood boil.

He takes her by the hand, and storms out with Caulifla. She awkwardly waddles behind him, her shoes squishing with the water as she didn't like being cold and wet, and smelly with the mixture of soap and food. "Come with me, we're going to get you a quick shower."

"What about Trunks and the others, what of them?" Caulifla asks, hoping that the prison guards that took Recoome and Guldo put two and two together and figured what they were trying to do to her. She just hoped Trunks got a lesser punishment than Caulifla. "Trunks better not get punished, he was just trying to stop them from harassing me!"

"Classified information." He smirks, knowing that his prisoner would get pissed off from that. They make a couple of turns and Caulifla wasn't making much of a fuss. Wet, almost touched by those two, and most likely disgusted with her current scent. Finally, the bathroom door was in their sights as Goku Black pushes the door open, guiding Caulifla inside. "Take off those putrid clothes." He commands as he then proceeds to take off his coat and toss it on a bench.

Caulifla grunts, staring at the grand shower on one side, and a bathtub on the other. Caulifla begins to tear at her clothes, tossing them in the corner. This bastard has already seen her naked so she shouldn't care. Aside from that fact, she didn't want to be in these clothes any longer. Especially not in these panties after Recoome touched her there. Those she attempted to rip, but when they wouldn't, she just threw them at the wall.

The dark prison guard watched this from afar, grinning in amusement as he looks at her stripping herself down. His eyes linger upward as he watched the pair of panties go flying. Judging by the way her eyes seared into those of Recoome's, he was the one who touched her like that. Goku Black would make sure Recoome's solitary confinement lasted longer than just a couple of days. While Caulifla stood there, Goku Black then walks over to the tub and starts up a nice warm bath. A bath she would enjoy all the way. Once the bath was filled, Goku Black adds the bubble bath mix.

"Get in." He commands her as Caulifla didn't bother to fight with him this time. She wanted to be clean anyways.

Sighing softly, Caulifla dips herself down into into the tub, elated by its warmth. She allows her head to rest back on the edge of the tub as she sprawls out the rest of her forward, watching her legs float upward within the water. As she closes her eyes, she is finally able to relax. Her anger was hovering just above her head, but if she ever saw Recoome and Guldo again, she'd make sure that they knew how much she hated their guts.

From behind her, Caulifla hears rustling as she figures that Goku Black is simply picking up her clothes.

Goku Black grins, allowing all of this clothes to drop as he picks up the new present he had picked up for his little inmate earlier. He hated himself for choosing to go out a little bit before the lunch time, because thanks to him his precious little inmate was harassed. If he was there like he was supposed to be, he would've absolutely beat the shit out of them.

Like a ghost, he quietly saunters around the tub, looking at Caulifla resting in the tub. He smirks as he steps inside, quickly dropping himself down as Caulifla finally realized he was there and let out a screech.

"What the hell?! Why are you in here!" Caulifla panics as she attempts to move herself out by gripping the tub to hoist herself out.

Goku Black was quick to grab her by a leg and drag her back, he was closer to her by this point so she wouldn't inevitably sink down into the water and potentially drown. "Hey, your stench rubbed off on me and I don't feel like taking a bath after I'm done dealing with you." He smirks at her as Caulifla couldn't help but stare at his bare chest, perfectly sculpted alongside each and every muscle. He had the body of a god. She stares at his golden earrings and the emerald orbs that dangled around. Just like Vegito Black, he wore such an expensive set of earrings.

"Pervert." Caulifla says as she kept her stare on his eyes this time, but he knew she wanted to stare at his whole naked body. "But you should know, I didn't start shit this time. You're fucked if you're going to punish me for something I didn't want happening. You and your prison guards should start monitoring to prevent those pigs from harassing me!" She almost declared that Recoome had purposely touch her underwear, but feared that Goku Black would have punished her and blamed her for allowing him to touch her.

Though, Goku Black already had his suspicions.

With every word that she said with that pout and narrowed eyebrows, he couldn't help but stare at her with a serious expression and then smirk.

"Just because you got harassed doesn't make it enough to add our prison guards to the cafeteria. It's wasting time and energy and you're the only woman here, you should be capable of protecting yourself." He says smugly as Caulifla felt her rage grow deep inside herself. Just when she thought he had gained some decency and chose to invade her privacy by bathing with her, then he should at least approve her request.

Caulifla huffed as she sat up stiffly instead of being relaxed like before. She closes her eyes as she folds her arms, but what was the point of that if bubbles covered her up to her neck? Oh yea, she had to at least give off the vibe that she was pissed off and sick of his shit.

"Fine then, but I'll try to tell the big buffoons to stop tryna touch what's between my legs, and I'll hope they'll listen instead of groping me." she finally said.

Black frowned. Of course he had his suspicions and was still going to check footage of what genuinely happened in the cafeteria, but to hear her say these words . . . It triggered something. His deep dark orbs of obsidian convey such a burning envy and hot hatred for those who touched her as he places one hand on her knee and moves the purple dildo forward, rubbing at her clit a couple times.

She gasps, flinching from where she sat as her hands instinctively gripped the edges of the tub. "What the hell is that?!" She asks as Goku Black leans his face closer to hers, keeping a mischievous smile on his face as he whispers in response.

"It's your new toy, I figured this would be enough to punish you tonight. You wouldn't be suspecting such an erotic thing in the tub, huh?" He says with that addictive rusty voice of his.

"A-Ah!! But I already to-told you, I didn't do anything!" She cries out as he began to push the tip of the dildo inside of her. It was then she realized how rubbery this penis was, and knew it was a dildo.

"Of course you didn't. You didn't fight them off because you craved cock ever since you joined. Your whore-ish body of yours is telling me you want to get fucked by reacting to the dildo like this." He says as he swiftly pushed the dildo all the way in, Caulifla's soft moaning getting louder once it suck deep inside of her.

"Ch-Check the cameras . . . I did try to . . ." Her sentence ends with panting as he began to thrust the dildo in and out, in and out, in and out. Kami, she hated to admit it—and wouldn't admit it to Goku Black at all, but she was already missing sex. The feel of Vegeta inside of her, his grunts and groans and the way he was rough with her. "Oh!" She cries out as she felt Goku Black's forefinger rub on her clit back and forth.

"I can't check the cameras right now you little vixen," he continues to thrust the damn dildo inside of her, staring up at that pretty little face of hers. Jaw agaped, eyebrows knitted upward, and cheeks flushed. Oh Kami, how she crumbled at anything he did to her. "I need you to forget about their touch, and remember whose touch you now only allow. Who is the only one to make you cum from now on."

Caulifla huffs as the dildo continues to pump in and out of her, and in some sick twisted way, she wished it was Goku Black's dick instead. She tosses her head back as Goku Black draws closer, keeping his eyes set on her. The way she was moaning louder meant she was on the edge, and Goku Black was grinning at her. "Are you close, you pathetic little prisoner? Do you wish it was actually the real thing inside of you?"  He squeezes her clit tightly before she whines, craving her climax.

Fuck, all of this was so much! And every limb trembles in anticipation as waves of pleasure squeeze their way through her lower stomach and legs, making her feel so good. Caulifla felt it coming, so before she screamed out alongside her climax, she felt herself coming down the dildo.

“Vegeta!!” She cries out, and it was too late to cover her mouth up.

Goku Black frowned, quickly pulling out the dildo and throwing it behind him.

Caulifla felt his anger and shrunk in the tub, then being quickly yanked out by her prison guard as he lifted them both out and carried them out of the tub.

“I go out of my way to buy you something to make you feel better,” he lifts her up into his arms and storms themselves over to the shower, setting her down on the cement bench in the corner of the shower. “And yet, you scream out the name of your lover that will forget you within a year.”

Caulifla was still panting from her climax as she shook her head. It's not like she could easily forget about him, it's only been a couple days in here! Raising her legs up to her chest, she hugs them tightly as she buries her face into her legs. The urge to cry wasn't there, but she didn't want to stare at the prison guard and face utter humiliation.

"If you think we're done here, you're sorely mistaken." He grips the end of her legs and forcefully yanks them down, Caulifla trying to mask her fear. She begins to anticipate what he could possibly do. He didn't bring the dildo along so he wasn't going to shove it inside her again. Maybe this time, he was going to put the real deal in! There wasn't much for her to think of what he was going to do in the moment.

Spreading her legs, he stares at the wet gleam between her legs and how swollen her clit was with need. Goku Black stays on his knees as his finger prods a couple time inside her, inspecting how wet she was. Her insides were slippery with her climax and she was drizzling with it. Goku Black then lowers himself towards her core, his tongue escaping his mouth as he begins to lick up and down her clit.

Holy shit, was he really doing this?!

Caulifla gasps, mesmerized at the sight below her, his wicked waves of hair, his earrings resting on her legs as they begin to shake. It seems he caught her reacting, because he grabs her legs and held them so he could continue licking at her clit before bringing his tongue down at her entrance.

"A-Ahhh!" She moans, itching to place her hands somewhere instead of just digging her nails into her palms. When his tongue began to fiercely pump inside of her, she had no choice but to grip onto his shoulders, her body hot with need. "O-Ohhh!" His tongue felt so good, and it would hit the right spots of hers before indulging on her clit again.

When it thrusts once more inside of her, Caulifla begins to sway her hips back and forth, one hand digging into the back of Goku Black's hair. She was whimpering at this point as she just wanted so much more now, and everything was building up inside her again. She was going to cum at this point, and it made her so hot with the erotic thought that her juices would be tasted on his tongue.

"N-Nngh! I-I can't . . . I can't take it! I'm gonna—!" She cries out as another climax topples her over, beading her up with sweat.

Goku Black doesn't pull away, and chooses to relish in what she had to offer, causing Caulifla to turn fifty shades red. After he savored in a good amount, he pulls away and sits up, smirking at the sight of her barely hanging on.

"What a dirty creature you are, mortal. You even started thrusting your hips for more contact." Goku Black declares, but Caulifla was breathless to respond.

He grins at that reaction and proceeds to pick her up, throwing her over his right shoulder as he makes the venture to the shower. He settles her down on the stool and was surprised she wasn't complaining about being a rag doll or his play thing. Perhaps she was too worn out to fight with him, or she accepted how things were going to be.

Goku Black plays with the knobs as the shower roars with life. He kept it on a warm temperature as the water began to rain down on Caulifla. The stool was big enough for the both of them, but Goku Black adjusted her to sit on his lap and rubs at her breasts with a sponge. She rests her head back on his chest as she held onto one of his wrists, the fear she would fall off most likely.

Her face was already red enough, but her eyes widened once realization settled in that she was showering with the prison guard.

"Mortal." He says, snapping her out of her trance as she turns to look at him. He's kept a smug smirk, as he holds up a new dildo, one that was able to be placed down on a surface and able to ride freely.

Where was he keeping all of these anyway?! Caulifla couldn't believe he bought so many toys to pleasure her with, and in some fucked up way she was happy. Happy that he was willing to use toys on her, because Vegeta was the kind of guy who didn't want anything else but his penis to pleasure her. But no, in reality Goku Black wanted to torture and torment her with these toys. Pieces of plastic that paled in comparison to his flesh. They both secretly knew that Caulifla was starting to want his member deep inside of her, but Goku Black wanted her with sex toys for now.

"W-What?! There's no way I'm sitting on that!" She cries out, she was growing very tired and she could barely keep up with him now.

"You're right, you're not sitting on it." Goku Black places it in front of them as he then grabs her by the waist and hoists her up, making sure to angle her properly. Without warning, Goku Black drops her down on it, causing the dildo to go in as she gasps out in the feel of it. "You're going to ride it."

"No way!" Caulifla cries out, gripping the stool as she earns a quick slap across the ass.

"You're going to do it now, mortal or I'll be forced to punish you until there's no tomorrow!"

At his words, Caulifla sighs lowly and began to thrust the dildo in back and forth as Goku Black places his hands on her hips, guiding the thrusting pattern. Wet noises lather inside of her and against the dildo as Caulifla was flustered with the sound. It was so erotic and no doubt Goku Black heard it too.

It was turning him on as he was getting hard, placing a hand on his cock and starts to rub his hand up and down on it. He stares at her back and her fine ass too. When his eyes completely lower down, he watches the blue dildo going in and out of her, wet with her juices. He bites down his lip as he squeezes his cock, pumping it within his grasp as Caulifla continues to thrust the dildo in and out, her breasts bouncing up and down with every thrust.

She was on the edge again as it engulfed her insides, hearing Goku Black's dark rusty groans behind her as no doubt he was jerking off to the sight of her. "K-Kami!" She arches herself back into his hold as his dick involuntarily presses up her back, causing Caulifla to redden up once more. She then felt his knuckles rimming up her back as he holds out one of his hands, one with a silver ring on one of his fingers.

She stares down at it, and outstretches her own hand out and once hers slides on top of his hands, he closes their hands together, fingers intertwining, the two going faster and faster with their erotic moments under the shower.

"Are you close?" Goku Black whispers into her neck as she nods, squeezing tightly on the dildo as she bounces up and down on it. "So fucking close! So close!" She cries out.

Goku Black rubs himself faster as he begins to groan at his own touch. "Yes, babe! Keep fucking yourself with that toy! Faster!" He gasps as as their hand hold was tighter than before, clammy with their sweat but neither one cared. The two spiral into their own pleasuring climaxes as Caulifla cries out, Goku Black groaning as he came on her back.

The two slow down in their sexual movements as Caulifla and Goku Black give each other a long look of silence.

He then stares at his cum dripping down her back as he turns to look at the shower.

"Let's take a shower, shall we?"

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Fresh as a rose, Caulifla laid in her bed in her dim lit room. The memories of their night in the shower were still vivid. Of course after they both came from their own pleasures, they only showered. A fucked up part of her wanted him to fuck her while the other part of her just wanted to be in her room as soon as possible.

She hated to even fathom it, but she felt so good in prison. Of all things, prison! If she said those words out loud she would sound crazy. Before long, her eyes couldn't stay open any more as she finally closes her eyes and submits to slumber.

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The morning consisted of the prisoners having an hour to themselves to do whatever they want, with the surveillance of the prison guards around. Everywhere Caulifla looked, they stood tall and prideful. No matter where she went, she felt a pair of eyes on her.

Lucky for her, neither Recoome nor Guldo were here. When she really looked, she saw the blue haired young man who had saved her. She still remembered his name, as she began to approach him. He was building something with some scrap metal.

"Trunks, hey." She says as she looks down at his craft in his hand.

His eyes rip away from the tiny time machine he was building, a replica from a movie he was watching over and over in the nights of his cell. "Oh, hey Caulifla! How are you?" He smiles up at her before getting up on his feet.

"I'm good, Trunks! And yourself?" Caulifla then looks around once more before continuing, "I'm glad you're here, but what happened to Recoome and Guldo? Not that I care, but you know."

Trunks frowns, his face crinkling in disgust at the mention of those buffoons. "Those idiots are in solitary confinement for a week for laying a finger on you. Since I was trying to stop their fight and protect a fellow inmate, I didn't get punished. But I am in charge of laundry and cleaning the cafeteria too." He declares, taking a seat at a table as Caulifla follows.

"I'm glad, I was worried they were going to unjustly punish you." Caulifla says in relief.

Trunks keeps his eyes on her before working on his tiny machine. "What about you? Did that guard Goku Black do anything to you?"

Caulifla buries her face in her arm and masks her embarrassment with a cough. "No . . ."

Trunks tilts his head in confusion but smiles instead and chooses not to question anymore than he already has. "So, what are you in for?" He asks.

Caulifla sighs, shaking her head before whispering to him. "I was wrongly convicted for murdering my best friend. They had no evidence or properly leads that I did it, yet I was framed for it. My boyfriend visited me yesterday, and he said he kept rewatching all the tapes and going through the evidence and even he doesn't believe I killed his brother."

All the while as she continues to speak, Trunks's face transforms to one of horror and the coincidence that these two equally shared.

Before Trunks chose to speak, he stares at his trinket. He sighs lowly, then looking up at Caulifla. " . . . I'm in prison for the same reason as you." He quietly declares.

Caulifla's eyes widen as she stares at him in disbelief. Trunks didn't look like the kind to harm a fly, and even if he did, it was scum who mistreated women like Recoome and Guldo.

When Trunks realizes Caulifla was too stunned to speak, he chose to keep going with his words. " . . . I was accused of murdering my father figure. He was such a kind yet quiet man. I used to always get in fights at my school and was pretty much a delinquent. I had a girlfriend too, she used to visit me like your boyfriend does. I'm not saying that your boyfriend is going to stop visiting you, but my ex girlfriend ended up breaking up with me not even a few months into my admittance and married one of the cops here."

Caulifla's heart swells with an ache that she herself couldn't describe. Perhaps it was the fact that Trunks was accused of murdering someone he admired and saw as a father, or the fact that his girlfriend had lost feelings for him so quick.

"How often would your girlfriend visit?" Caulifla asks.

Trunks fixes a wire to his invention, trying to actually recall about it since he had forgotten. " . . . I think she used to visit every day for the first two weeks, but then her visits were becoming rare, then she entirely stopped. I ended up beating the crap out of the guy who she was in a relationship with. His twin sister came in and punished me, seeing as she's my prison guard. Lazuli Black whipped my back and left scars." Trunks declares.

Caulifla arches an eyebrow. What the hell was up with everyone here having Black as their last names?! Not only did that throw her off but it seemed like a theme going on.

"Do all of the prison guards have Black as their last name?!" Caulifla asks, the weirded out expression conveyed in her eyes and twist in her lip.

Trunks chuckles lightly as he nods, "Yeah, that threw me off too. Vegito Black, Lazuli Black, Lapis Black, ChiChi Black, every prison guard has that last name Black. All of us here know it, but we don't ask about it nor do we really speak about it. Some think they're required to legally change their last names to Black to be prison guards here. Others believe that they have the last name Black for privacy reasons. Me personally, I believe the second theory."

"Me too." Caulifla says, staring at him working on the trinket longer. Where else was she supposed to stare?

Trunks then looks up, and cautiously allows his eyes to wander before settling themselves back down at Caulifla. "You know, you're the first inmate that gets Goku Black assigned to them as their prison guard." He whispers.

Caulifla's jaw drops, her eyebrows raise up as she couldn't believe that. "Really? Why is that?"

Trunks stares at his trinket, which had a small digital frame to tell the time. "I'll tell you some other time, because—"

The sound of boots draw close along with chains and metal ornaments. A shiver travels down Caulifla's spine as she knew that could either be Vegito Black or Goku Black.

"Caulifla," says the neutral toned voice as his violet purple eyes take a look at Trunks before settling back on his only female inmate.

"V-Vegito Black, sir." Caulifla immediately recognizes that voice as she got up from where she sat.

"Come with me," he lends out a gloved hand. "It's your first day being my secretary remember?"

Caulifla looks at the hand, and swears she can hear Trunks whisper very very quietly to take it. So, trusting her better judgement, she does just that. Her hand delicately slides on top of Vegito's palm as he closes it, then lowering their hands at their sides.  Immediately, every inmate that looked her direction either quickly looked away or started to make their voyage back their rooms.

Either way, Vegito Black was strict about his new rule he had announced earlier. He called every single inmate except for Caulifla to the gym for a meeting, declaring that absolutely no one could touch, harm or harass her. Anyone that did, would be sent to solitary confinement, or worse. Tortured. Everyone knew why this rule was installed. They knew it was Recoome and Guldo laying fingers on her, but they glared at Trunks since he was the only one from that incident aside from that pretty little thing that came out of it without punishment.

Murmurs of how they were mad about how they couldn't do all the fucked up things to her or have their way spread across their meeting. And of course, Goku Black loomed over them and gave off a dark and menacing aura that warned them to not step out of the line.

"Yeah, I remember." Caulifla eases a smile, no longer feeling anyone looking her way, aside from Trunks. She didn't care that he was looking at her though.

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Vegito Black's office was surprisingly average sized. Three file cabinets were lined up on the left side alongside a coffee machine and water dispenser. Her curious eyes roam around the area, staring at any small trinket he had or anything unordinary.

"Your first task, is to organize my book sets." He guides her over to a shelf and points at the Roman numerals being in the incorrect order. "My secretary Fasha Black had a nasty habit of pulling one out to read and then placing it back, not in its proper place."

"Okay." Caulifla nods, staring at the numbers as she then begins to organize them as such.

"Would you care for a drink?" The prison guard asks her as her throat reminds her that she hadn't drank any water prior to this. Last time she had some was when Goku Black guided her back to her room and gave her a water bottle to hydrate herself after their . . . activities.

"Yes, sir. Thank you, sir." She quickly says, pulling out another book in order to slide the one next to it in its proper place.

Vegito's glimmering dark eyes stare at hers with a smile painted across his face. He moves himself over to a cabinet and quietly opens it up.

Caulifla expected to hear the bubbling of his water dispenser, but says nothing as she finally finished organizing his set.

“Okay, I’m done sir. Is there anything else you want me to organize?” She spins herself around as she winces at the sight of a glass in front of her, fizzing excitedly with the peach wine swimming in it.

Vegito Black is bent over a bit so their gaze is equally met, a mischievous smile darting those lips of his. “Good job, I’m proud of you Caulifla,” he moves the wine glass closer, careful to not spill a drop of wine on his carpet. When she didn’t move or accept the glass, he then says. “Well? You must be thirsty. Go on take it, you won’t get in trouble. Not while I’m here, remember I’m the general prison guard so it’s okay.”

He gives her a warm smile once she takes the glass, inhaling the fresh scent of alcohol that she missed for so long.

"Thank you." She says softly as she proceeds to take a sip, refraining from downing the alcohol in one big swig. She couldn't help but let out a sigh of euphoria, and she hated to admit it, but Kami she loved this place right now.

Vegito Black seemed to notice that she loved the wine, judging by her reports from the court case itself, she would smell like the bar she waltzed out of. Of course she would miss alcoholic beverages, and he would be willing to feed that little obsession of hers. After all, she is his first and only female prisoner, and he'd keep reminding himself over and over again.

"It seems as though you want some more, care for another glass?" He asks as she stares at her empty glass with hesitance. "I'll drink one with you this time." He assures her.

If he said so, there was no way she was going to turn it down. She nods with a happy smile on her face, Vegito Black carefully taking her glass back and walking over to his cabinet of wines. Without turning around to look at his little jail bird, he waves a hand over at his red comfortable couch. "You can take a seat, I'll let you have a break after yesterday's events." He declares.

Caulifla turns to the couch and slowly makes her way over, taking the seat on it. Perhaps it was his silent protective nature, or the fact that he held such authoritative power over practically everyone here, but her questions would easily tumble out of her lips. Starting with her first one. "What did you say to the rest of the inmates to make them so . . . well behaved? They act differently now, sir."

Vegito grins at her words and carefully brings the glasses over to where the couch laid. He hands her back her glass as he begins to take a good sip of his. Caulifla couldn't help but let the alcohol run down her tongue and bite her buds before sweetly traveling down her throat again. The sweet taste of peach followed by the harsh hit of semi strong alcohol.

"Well, in order for you to comfortably repent for your sins here, I don't want any disrespecting man to try or even attempt to hurt you. No woman deserves to be taken advantage of . . . and like I said, my only female prisoner deserves the best." He declares as she downs the wine. Vegito Black had the bottle beside one of the couch's legs because he knew how quick she was going to drink it.

"Th-Thank you." she says with a smile, her cheeks flushed with a tomato red. She wasn't drunk yet nor did she have a buzz but she still felt her body temperature swoon deliciously high in heat.

He stares at her long and good as he takes a sip of his wine, then proceeding to finish it. "No need to thank me." He raises the bottle up as he pours himself some more, then directing the bottle over to hers. He gives her a look that questions if she wants more to which she quickly nods. "It seems you enjoy drinking sweet wine."

Caulifla takes the glass and smirks at him, nodding as she drinks this round halfway and then saying, "Of course! Before I was admitted here, I would go to a bar once or twice a month. I would get the worst hangovers, but I didn't care." She proceeds to finish the alcohol as quickly as she received it.

"Mmm," Vegito Black numbly pours her another glass as he then says, "Do you think you'll be able to do your job properly?"

Caulifla giggles, taking this . . . Fourth or fifth glass up to her lips. Her eyesight was now hazy as her hearing was off. She was happy though, way happy to be in this room safe with the prison guard that didn't punish her. "Yes, of course! You can count on me."

"Dinner's in five minutes, I hope you can save room for dessert." Vegito whispers as he watches the little inmate pour herself a glass this time, his lips curling up in amusement as he found the semi drunk young woman adorable. "Careful, you don't want to get a drop anywhere."

Caulifla downs the wine in her throat, addicted to the sweet sweet taste. She couldn't even taste the after taste at this point. "W-Will I have to eat with, everyone else . . .? Or can I eat with you?" She pats at his chest, his ornaments and badges jingling as he chuckles at her direction.

"Wouldn't you love to eat here with me," he places a thumb on her chin as he rubs the small bit of alcohol that escaped her cherry lips. "But I'm afraid Goku Black will be wondering where his little prisoner went~."

Caulifla blinks as she almost forgot about him. "Oh! Yeah, yeah! But, but! You're the big bad boss, so it should be okay." She proceeds to take the bottle like the drunk person she is, awkward and sluggish as she tilts the bottle up into her lips.

Vegito watches this as he watches what remained in the bottle travel down her throat, and just like that it was now gone. "Yeah, it should be okay. But that little devil will question me, so it's best you go then." He then helps her up her feet as the wine bottle falls to the ground with a soft thud, carried away by the carpet. "Here, I'll help take you there, all the way until you reach your best friend Trunks."

Caulifla tightly clings to Vegito Black like it was the end of the fucking world if she let go. He wraps an arm around her waist to help her out of his office. "D-Don't drop me!" She cries out as he chuckles, walking down the prison with her.

"Don't worry I won't."

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Goku Black didn't want any fucking filthy scum touching his property, especially after yesterday's events took place. His dark eyes roam the cafeteria, most the seats taken by the prisoners who chose to eat tonight's dinner. The only one missing that he truly cared about was none other than that brat. It was odd, she was presently on time for all the other meal times and such so why was this one different? He has already checked her room previously and found it empty, and even asked his fellow prison guards as to where the new inmate had gone, all of which said she was doing her job at Vegito Black's office.

So, she should be escorted again by him today.

As if on cue with his endless thoughts, a sultry giggle makes his ears perk as he turns to that direction. His eyes immediately widening before quickly narrowing in frustration and possibly envy. His blood was boiling as he watches Vegito Black graciously guide her to grab dinner.

"Where's Trunks?" She whines softly as she was unintentionally making a scene of looking around.

"Right where he always is," Vegito Black replies, thanking the lunch lady for the tray and continuing to lead her to the table where Trunks sat. He gave Goku Black a quick side glance because he knew he was watching this, the girl with her face beet red and sweat trickling down her face, giggling uncontrollably with the alcohol flowing through her. "Trunks, I've brought your friend over." Vegito Black says, knowing it earned a little laugh from Caulifla.

The sitting prisoner slowly looks up from where he sat, munching on his bite of food. "Ahh, Caulifla. I was wondering where you were . . ." His last three words were reduced to whispers once he had his suspicions that she was drunk.

Vegito Black keeps a steady hold on Caulifla as she struggles to even sit. Finally did she manage to get herself to sit. The plate of food in front of her looked delicious right now because she wanted food in her system, regardless if alcohol was already swimming around.

The prison guard clears his throat as he says to Trunks. "Watch her for me, will you?"

"Yeah sure." Trunks nods in Vegito Black's direction as the prison guard turns around and begins to head off—only to be fiercely tugged back.

"Wait, wait! You can't leave me!" Caulifla cries, not being able to hear her own voice over her ears so she sounded extra loud to the human ears. Some inmates turned her way but once the noticed Vegito Black they quickly went on to eating their food. There was no way they were getting on his bad side. "Vegiiiitooo~ you gotta promise you won't leave!"

Vegito Black knew Goku Black was still watching but he didn't care. A hand is placed on top of Caulifla's head as he runs his fingers into her spikes. This makes Caulifla incredibly red from where she sat. "Don't worry, my lovely little prisoner, we will reunite with each other later. For now, eat your food." He delicately removes himself from standing at Caulifla's side and passes by silently Goku Black, pretending the man wasn't currently glaring at him for keeping up with such a charade.

Trunks felt the awkward atmosphere that had made itself known in the cafeteria as he then turns to look at Caulifla. She was red like a radish and sweat gleams on her face. Her movements were shaky and just in case, he moved himself to be sitting with her as he kept an arm around her back.

She turns to look at him as she giggles, waving at the blue haired man. "Hiiiii Trunks!"

Trunks blinks. He couldn't believe this was even happening right now.

"Hi," he replies lowly. "If I'm allowed to ask, what did you drink with Vegito Black?"

Caulifla goes into another giggling fit again as she leans towards Trunks and whispers loudly, "Lots and lots of wine!"

A bead of sweat runs down Trunks' face as he knew people who sat by them were giving them looks. He leans towards the girl and hisses, "Caulifla, you might not wanna say that out loud to a bunch of guys that will only try and take advantage of you."

"Yeah, well! Look where that got them! Two of them are in solitary confinement!" She cheers as Trunks sighs, then points at her food to at least bring her attention elsewhere.

"Look, your plate is still full."

"I'm not that hungry . . ." She whines as she leans into his touch, brushing her fingers across the fabric of his shirt. "I want more wine . . ."

Trunks places two hands on her shoulders and whispers into her ear. "Caulifla, you've gotta stop that! Prison guards will hear and—"

"What's going on here?" A third voice cuts, Trunks staying frigid from where he sat.

Too late.

The dark eyes that were sometimes soulless stare into those eyes of the fragile mortal. Her cheeks are painted pink as her eyes are dazed with the alcohol she had drank.

"You're drunk." He comments, sighing as he scoops her out of her seat, causing the drunk Caulifla to complain about how she didn't want to be pulled away from Trunks.

"I am not! I barely had anything to drink! Leave me alone, I want my food!" Caulifla screeches as she earns looks from the other inmates, some whispering amongst each other.

The prison guard wasn't in the mood to deal with her temper tantrum as he throws her over his shoulder. "Finish your food, Trunks." He then begins to walk away as Trunks quickly spun himself around in his seat.

"Wait a sec, you better not do anything to her Goku Black! Vegito Black gave her alcohol, so it's not her fault!" Trunks shouts towards him as Goku Black merely gives him a sideways glance.

"She accepted the alcohol." And with that, he walked away with Caulifla.

Once Caulifla noticed they were out of the cafeteria, she giggles flirtatiously as Goku Black had settled her into a bridal style carry. "Are you gonna make love to me~?" She asks, tugging at his buttons, wanting him naked in front of her.

Goku Black ignores her question. "Tell me, how many cups of alcohol did you have with Vegito Black?" He asks, a bit annoyed with her giggling.

Caulifla hums, counting out her fingers. "Uhhhh, I think maybe two bottles?"

Two bottles! Two fucking bottles!

"Did you and Vegito Black do anything together?" Goku Black asks.

Caulifla hums again, tapping at her chest this time. "Noooo!! I wish we did though!" She whines.

Goku Black inhales sharply, closing his eyes shut as he moves past her room and makes the voyage to his own room.

Drunken Caulifla seemed to notice this as she tugs at his coat. "H-Hey! We passed my room!" She cries out.

"You think I would let a drunk woman sleep in her room unattended? Prison guards might take advantage of you, you know." Finally, he makes it to his room, opening the door as he tossed her down the bed.

"You've taken advantage of me ever since I've been admitted!" Caulifla hiccups as she then growls at being tossed on his bed like a sack of potatoes. "Hey! Stop lugging me around and throwing me!"

Goku Black takes off his gloves as he tosses them on his desk. "Tell me something, mortal. If Vegito Black offered to fuck you after you both drank yourselves drunk, would you accept his dick?" He stares at her from standing a couple feet away from his bed.

Caulifla was drunk, but she knew better than to answer yes to that sort of question. "No! I don't want anyone to fuck me!" She shrieks.

Goku Black then lunges on top of her and pulls off her shoes and pulls down her pants with ease. "Let's see if what you say it's true." Caulifla reddens as she feels his fingers tug at her panties, dragging them down until he pulls them off completely.

"Haahhh, ahhh . . ." She shivers, feeling the immense heat from the alcohol parade around her skin.

Goku Black tosses her clothes behind him to gather on the ground as the pale moonlight is the only source of light provided for them in the darkness. Caulifla looks absolutely stunning being bathed in moonlight. Before she could sit up or interpret Goku Black's next moves, he moved towards her legs and spreads them. He stares at her clit and her vagina being open to him. He grins as he knew she would be such a moaning mess, allowing his tongue to escape his mouth as he begins to lick up and down her clit.